Stud … a 70’s term, without a doubt. Stud-muffin, stud earrings, stud post, all work for me. Put out to stud. Stud farm. Stud-ebaker! ha ha ha … have a little fun, Mr. Studly.
I love studs. I think they’re amazing lol. I want to make a gothic leather collar, those dog collar types. First I’d get a plain leather collar and make holes in it. My boss sells those really big pointy studs, so I’d tick them through! I bet it’d be a lot cheaper than buying a proper collar from a shop. Plus it’s handmade. And I work for this guy, so I’d get a discount lol.
Stud? Well that’s those little earrings right? When you get your ears pierced it’s a tiny prick, a pinch, a throbbing pain afterwards. Kinda reminds you of everything in life doesn’t it?You have to go through the pain to get the end result.Yahh life sucks.
the pain…its just like ripping out a stud.
do it fast. its over before you know it.
bring that knife to your wrist.
it’ll be over before you know it.
the pain…
studying and stud are close… although i’m not sure why because they have so little to do with one another. stud can refer to a nail stud or a manly man while studying is just that, studying. i need not describe it do i?
he’s a stud i wish i could have him its not fair how studs like that can only get studettes like her, he’s untouchable like a distant diamond sky like a pixel in a photograph, so beautiful and tragic
He was such a stud – I knew the moment I saw him that by the end of the night, I would be on top of him. The problem with my plans was that we were at church, and that I didn’t even know his first name.
a handsome strong wonderful-eye candy type of athletic man. he struts across the quad with a swagger that means he knows exactly how great he is and wants others to see him as he sees himself- fantastic.
He walked into the bar and she looked up. He was what her granddaughter would refer to as a “stud”. Silly. She wondered what would happen if the two of them were to ever meet. She wondered if she had sex. It would have been wrong in her day to even consider such a thing.
studs on jewelry. bling. a sign of power. dogs collars. compensation? probably. compensating for something. he decks himself out in chains hoping for approval from his peers, the gangs he desperately longs to belong to. but it is compensation or fear- he dons the dog collars to appear strong, masculine, but he’s scared. of people, of them, of everything. the only was to escape is to belong. how ironic
how much of a stud was i in high school? I used to be the most athletic kid in almost every sport…actually that was in middle school, but whatever. Now i just wack off and smoke weed all day. FML
studs on jewelwey. bling. a sign of power. dogs collars. compensation? probably. compensating for something. he decks himself out in chains hoping for approval from his peers, the gangs he desperately longs to belong to. but it is compensation or fear-youdecide.
studs on jewelwey. bling. a sign of power. dogs collars. compensation? probably. compensating for something. he decks himself out in chains hoping for approval from his peers, the gangs he desperately longs to belong to. but it is compensation or fear-youdecide.
studs on jewelwey. bling. a sign of power. dogs collars. compensation? probably. compensating for something. he decks himself out in chains hoping for approval from his peers, the gangs he desperately longs to belong to. but it is compensation or fear-youdecide.
He was a stud. Not in the way most girls would think. But in my mind, nothing was more beautiful. I loved watching him play. The way he moved his bow along the strings of his cello moved me. I can’t live without him.
i’m in love with a new york city stud. he’s my best friend, a leo, and we have a dynamic friendship. i will always love him. but i will never ever tell him, until he tells me myself.
shamelss men with horny pasions of geting it on while we laugh at their silliness and then we make cookies and enjoy them without the balls in the way cuz the balls in our court sso we can bball it up whenever we feel like it
Johnney Bravo. hes kinda a douche now that i think about it. my kind of stud is teh nerdy looking guy who loves devo and is naturally smart. hes cool even thought he tries to be the exact opposite. the kinda guy who spends hours on craigslist with hi sbest friend and cooks for his mom and tossles his hair to make it look weird is my kinda stud.
I grimace as you flex your muscles.
“You want me, you know you do.”
I scoff, roll my eyes, and hide
behind my careful lies as you say
“You want me, you know you want
a stud like me. Irresistable.”
I plant my hands on my hips
and say “You wish,” not bothering
to point out that I agree with
you wholeheartedly. You are
irresistable.
even though hes just a kinda nerdy lookig boy i always feel like hes got something else. his teeth when he is in prifle always makes my knees feel funny. i ike when he tossles his hair whenever im around. studs remind me of like johnney whatver. bravo!
i saw this guy the other day in the grocery store. only one word came to mind: stud. He was so gorgeous. His shoulders were broad and huge with glowing brown eyes and carmel skin. His hair was warm brown and beautiful. I was instantly in love. I wanted so badly to speak to him but couldnt summon the courage
the stud on his toungue bouned as he talked. i couldnt keep my eyes off of it. i hate guys who thought they were cool with their peircings and tattoos; but i liked him. i liked his bad boy attitude, he pulled iut off well and he knew it. i wanted him to be mine too.
the stud took out his gun and began to pace the room. I was terrified the knife at my back a painful reminder I had nowhere to go . I knew if I didn[t think of something fast I would be dead. Another body on the peg board at the police station. Only this time they would have a name. A vendetta
handsome and plyer of a man. He knows that he is handsome and he acts like it. The football player who is also pretty good at what he does. He has a lot of girlfriends until everyone around him discovers that he is gay. Then he is studly and his secret is out.
you are one. I want one. I am wearing one in my ear. actually i am wearing one in each ear so i am wearing two. I just thought of grease when she was all like “tell me about it, stud” and then he fell in love with her all over again. If only it were that easy. I would do that in a heartbeat if it were possible….
Stud … a 70’s term, without a doubt. Stud-muffin, stud earrings, stud post, all work for me. Put out to stud. Stud farm. Stud-ebaker! ha ha ha … have a little fun, Mr. Studly.
I ALREADY WROTE ABOUT THIS.
I love studs. I think they’re amazing lol. I want to make a gothic leather collar, those dog collar types. First I’d get a plain leather collar and make holes in it. My boss sells those really big pointy studs, so I’d tick them through! I bet it’d be a lot cheaper than buying a proper collar from a shop. Plus it’s handmade. And I work for this guy, so I’d get a discount lol.
you are such a stud muffin, baby.
yeah
dont know what this means, english isnt my language.
a word to describe a usually hot man, characterised by a nice body/cocky personality
who is a stud? my friend is a stud. super stud. what am i supposed to write here?
Stud? Well that’s those little earrings right? When you get your ears pierced it’s a tiny prick, a pinch, a throbbing pain afterwards. Kinda reminds you of everything in life doesn’t it?You have to go through the pain to get the end result.Yahh life sucks.
the pain…its just like ripping out a stud.
do it fast. its over before you know it.
bring that knife to your wrist.
it’ll be over before you know it.
the pain…
it helps.
studying and stud are close… although i’m not sure why because they have so little to do with one another. stud can refer to a nail stud or a manly man while studying is just that, studying. i need not describe it do i?
he’s a stud i wish i could have him its not fair how studs like that can only get studettes like her, he’s untouchable like a distant diamond sky like a pixel in a photograph, so beautiful and tragic
hot sexy, guy with abs. My boyfriend. God I have no clue what is the point of this? Um… a piercing >.< Rawr no more.
dsfsd
He was such a stud – I knew the moment I saw him that by the end of the night, I would be on top of him. The problem with my plans was that we were at church, and that I didn’t even know his first name.
a handsome strong wonderful-eye candy type of athletic man. he struts across the quad with a swagger that means he knows exactly how great he is and wants others to see him as he sees himself- fantastic.
He walked into the bar and she looked up. He was what her granddaughter would refer to as a “stud”. Silly. She wondered what would happen if the two of them were to ever meet. She wondered if she had sex. It would have been wrong in her day to even consider such a thing.
a little diamond earring
glitters from her ear,
a twinkle in her eye,
the sparkle draws me near.
i ask her how her life has been,
she takes a second’s pause,
i watch her squint with thoughtfulness;
i never notice flaws.
and when she speaks it’s clear to me,
i failed her, wasn’t there;
so instead i trace her outline,
her smoothly flowing hair.
if i had known where she had been,
had known that deep, dark place,
i could have loved her differently;
i love her in disgrace.
studs on jewelry. bling. a sign of power. dogs collars. compensation? probably. compensating for something. he decks himself out in chains hoping for approval from his peers, the gangs he desperately longs to belong to. but it is compensation or fear- he dons the dog collars to appear strong, masculine, but he’s scared. of people, of them, of everything. the only was to escape is to belong. how ironic
how much of a stud was i in high school? I used to be the most athletic kid in almost every sport…actually that was in middle school, but whatever. Now i just wack off and smoke weed all day. FML
a little diamond earring
glitters from her ear,
a twinkle in her eye,
the sparkle draws me near.
i ask her how her life has been,
she takes a second’s pause,
i watch her squint with thoughtfulness;
i never notice flaws.
and when she speaks it’s clear to me,
i failed her, wasn’t there;
so instead i trace her outline,
her smoothly flowing hair.
if i had known where she had been,
had known that deep, dark place,
i could have loved her differently;
i love her in disgrace.
studs on jewelwey. bling. a sign of power. dogs collars. compensation? probably. compensating for something. he decks himself out in chains hoping for approval from his peers, the gangs he desperately longs to belong to. but it is compensation or fear-youdecide.
studs on jewelwey. bling. a sign of power. dogs collars. compensation? probably. compensating for something. he decks himself out in chains hoping for approval from his peers, the gangs he desperately longs to belong to. but it is compensation or fear-youdecide.
studs on jewelwey. bling. a sign of power. dogs collars. compensation? probably. compensating for something. he decks himself out in chains hoping for approval from his peers, the gangs he desperately longs to belong to. but it is compensation or fear-youdecide.
a little diamond earring
glitters from her ear,
a twinkle in her eye,
the sparkle draws me near.
i ask her how her life has been,
she takes a second’s pause,
i watch her squint with thoughtfulness;
i never notice flaws.
and when she speaks it’s clear to me,
i failed her, wasn’t there;
so instead i trace her outline,
her smoothly flowing hair.
if i had known where she had been,
had known that deep, dark place,
i could have loved her differently;
i love her in disgrace.
He was a stud. Not in the way most girls would think. But in my mind, nothing was more beautiful. I loved watching him play. The way he moved his bow along the strings of his cello moved me. I can’t live without him.
he was so cute I coulnt’ breath a studly stud he was….woot woot he made my heart pound and my palms sweat, I thought I was going to faint!!!
i’m in love with a new york city stud. he’s my best friend, a leo, and we have a dynamic friendship. i will always love him. but i will never ever tell him, until he tells me myself.
shamelss men with horny pasions of geting it on while we laugh at their silliness and then we make cookies and enjoy them without the balls in the way cuz the balls in our court sso we can bball it up whenever we feel like it
Johnney Bravo. hes kinda a douche now that i think about it. my kind of stud is teh nerdy looking guy who loves devo and is naturally smart. hes cool even thought he tries to be the exact opposite. the kinda guy who spends hours on craigslist with hi sbest friend and cooks for his mom and tossles his hair to make it look weird is my kinda stud.
I grimace as you flex your muscles.
“You want me, you know you do.”
I scoff, roll my eyes, and hide
behind my careful lies as you say
“You want me, you know you want
a stud like me. Irresistable.”
I plant my hands on my hips
and say “You wish,” not bothering
to point out that I agree with
you wholeheartedly. You are
irresistable.
even though hes just a kinda nerdy lookig boy i always feel like hes got something else. his teeth when he is in prifle always makes my knees feel funny. i ike when he tossles his hair whenever im around. studs remind me of like johnney whatver. bravo!
you’ve got to be kidding me
i saw this guy the other day in the grocery store. only one word came to mind: stud. He was so gorgeous. His shoulders were broad and huge with glowing brown eyes and carmel skin. His hair was warm brown and beautiful. I was instantly in love. I wanted so badly to speak to him but couldnt summon the courage
the stud on his toungue bouned as he talked. i couldnt keep my eyes off of it. i hate guys who thought they were cool with their peircings and tattoos; but i liked him. i liked his bad boy attitude, he pulled iut off well and he knew it. i wanted him to be mine too.
the stud took out his gun and began to pace the room. I was terrified the knife at my back a painful reminder I had nowhere to go . I knew if I didn[t think of something fast I would be dead. Another body on the peg board at the police station. Only this time they would have a name. A vendetta
handsome and plyer of a man. He knows that he is handsome and he acts like it. The football player who is also pretty good at what he does. He has a lot of girlfriends until everyone around him discovers that he is gay. Then he is studly and his secret is out.
stud ,i dont know the meaning
I am such a stud.
I can’t lie.
The ladies, they love me.
They love me so much, when I see them, they crumble.
I say, you wanna fuck?
They say: “yea!”
I say: You wanna fuck me?
They say: “ha, no.”
you are one. I want one. I am wearing one in my ear. actually i am wearing one in each ear so i am wearing two. I just thought of grease when she was all like “tell me about it, stud” and then he fell in love with her all over again. If only it were that easy. I would do that in a heartbeat if it were possible….